Ylmer rushes through the woods at lightning speed. His long braided ashy hair was like a whip behind him as he jumped from tree to tree. A dozen more people accompanied him on the chase as well as they were trying to track down those cloaked figures that they had just fought a while ago. After all, his master had given him a task beforehand. But luck is not on their side today because they lost them along the way. Disappearing as if they weren't there in the first place.
If it's not for the ringing in their ears from the explosion earlier, they would think that the fight didn't happen.
Ylmer gritted his teeth in annoyance, standing on a wide branch where the leader of those cloaked individuals stood before vanishing. If only he could have subdued at least one of them but alas. He can't win against someone who wields magic, much less succeeding in taking down their very leader himself.
